Nina's breath slowed as she let the sphere settle deeply within her once more, her body trembling but steady. The warmth of Kafka's hand on her back satiated her, his presence a quiet reassurance that she wasn't alone in this vulnerable, intimate moment.
"You're remarkable, Nina...You truly are for what you just showed me." He said softly, his voice carrying a weight that made her heart flutter. "But I think we can go a little further, don't you?"
She turned her head slightly, her gaze meeting his, her cheeks flushed with a mix of nervousness and excitement. The steel ball inside her felt impossibly vivid—a constant reminder of how deeply she trusted him—but the idea of going further sent a flicker of anticipation through her chest.
"More?" She whispered, her voice trembling with equal parts hesitation and curiosity.
